We had a couple of days of sunshine up here – which was strange as it was July, school holidays and up here, is North Wales where things don’t tend to get sunny.
What was even stranger was that the sunshine co-incided with me having a few hours off work – so, I decided to play Crown Green Bowls at the municipal Crown Green Bowling Green near to the laundrette and gents hairdressers by Rhosmedri.
When I arrived, I wasn’t surprised to see Klara and Johanna Soderberg out of First Aid Kit – they often like to play a jack or two down Wrexham when they’re touring these parts.
‘Alright,’ I said. But it was instantly clear that the Swedish sisters had no intention in engaging in pleasantries or our usual banter about Scandinavian cake – ‘what the fuck has happened to Allthatsleft?’ said Klara holding her Memphis rhinestone cowboy hat in one hand and her 2lb 2oz wood in the other.
‘What do you mean?’ I asked, slightly intimidated by the ferocity of the exchange, after all, I’ll never forget that night down the Connah’s Quay British Legion, when an innocuous argument about whether Johnny Cash sold out his Country roots, ended up in a rather nasty incident with the girls fighting back to back against half a dozen locals.
‘You know what we mean,’ replied Johanna, ‘you haven’t posted a song in weeks.’
I mumbled an excuse, proffered a weasly explanation about work and how we’re all thoroughly depressed by the state of the world, but I could tell they weren’t interested.
‘Edward Sharpe and Magnetic Zeros,’ said Klara and she walked off, scowling at a couple of the lads from the over 70s league as she walked across their game.
I looked it up.
It’s a belter.